I sneezed this morning.  I was sitting on the futon in the attic, and Itty Bitty was in a chair across the coffee table, well and truly out of the "splatter zone", despite his fraudulent claims to the contrary. Besides, I tipped my head down, covered my mouth and nose, and....ya know....tried to... tone it down......can't be TOO careful - after all, I've had a few babies, and have a nurse's bladder (ask a nurse what that is, she'll laugh and tell you it means it can hold the equivalent of a your average windshield washer fluid reservoir for periods of at least 10 hours).  I digress....

HE: Oh, you got me!

ME: As if!  I sneezed in the library yesterday too.  Maybe I'm coming down with something fatal.

HE: Did you get snot on anybody?

ME: NOO!!!  You're gross.  But you know what?  Nobody said "bless you"

HE: Godless commies!!!!!